Chap_9. Forgettable

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Maya's P.O.V.

The meeting went smoothly and we cracked it. The deal got signed finally. We were so happy about it when Riya called Nayeem to invite us to her wedding.

She asked him to take me with him as well.

In general I was not very fond of travelling but seeing Nayeem so excited and looking at others, I couldn't get to refuse them.

But because of some work, we couldn't make it to attend the wedding and finally we reached at the time of their reception function.

Entering the hall room, Nayeem got a call. Turning to me, he spoke up, "Maya, you go ahead. I am coming after getting done with this call."

Before I could say something, he again got out of the hall room. I looked all around the hall room. It was beautifully decorated with flowers, balloons, lights and so on.

The room was filled with guests and all of them were unknown to me and except work, I didn't like meeting unknown people. So, naturally I got uncomfortable.

Riya was Nayeem's acquaintance. I looked towards the stage. The girl who was in bridal dress must be Riya.

She was sitting in a chair with a cute smile on her face. Beside her, I saw a young man, must be Riya's husband.

Both of them looked happy and relaxed together.

I looked towards the entrance to find Nayeem but he still didn't enter the hall room.

I hesitantly took few steps ahead while turning towards the entrance for each step and got bumped to someone.

A phone fell from his hand. I immediately picked that up and forwarded it towards him as I apologised. But for some reason he looked shocked and stood still.

I tried to get his attention and moved my hand as I again got uttering, "Hey, your phone."

He didn't seem to forward his hand to hold the phone rather kept still on his side as he whispered something.

Seeing his all shocked look, I knitted my brows in confusion. He was in plain formal wear, looking clean cut and fresh. His hair were perfectly combed towards his side.

Although he looked perfect right now, but still he couldn't hide the grief in his eyes. They looked empty and unhappy.

Being all clueless, I turned towards entrance again while expecting Nayeem.

I was getting pissed off. He knew I didn't get along with unknown people easily. Then why was he getting this late?

And who was he talking to for this long that even leaving me amongst unknown people!

My chain of thought got broken when the person in front of me finally spoke up, "Khushi?"

I looked right and left to find the girl he just called but when I didn't get to see someone specific around us, I turned to him only to find him staring at me only.

Did he just call me Khushi?
Why?

Before I could say something, I was engulfed into a hug. I got all startled and the phone met the floor again. Momentarily I got frozen for a moment but getting myself together, I pushed him off.

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